China, Tianjin Guard, at a certain barbecue stall.
Mao Biao, who was rolling up his sleeves and gnawing on some kidney, suddenly froze, then sneezed loudly with an "Achuu".
"Huh, who's thinking of me?"
There's heating in this room, it's not cold at all, why did I suddenly sneeze?
Mao Biao felt quite puzzled, touched his nose, and continued to take big bites of the kidney.
...
Icardi awkwardly got up from the ground.
He took a tumble and did a somersault, ending up right inside the net.
"Ah, spit, spit, spit!"
His mouth was full of grass, and there was a muddy taste that he kept spitting out.
That attempt to score earlier— no, that missed opportunity, it's all because of his overwhelming desire to score.
The ball from De Bruyne hadn't even arrived, and he already made a sliding shot.
He ended up sitting squarely on the ball, the ball getting pinned right on the goal line while he rolled into the net!
To cover up his own embarrassment.
